Elara vs Yarikh
Blood coated his tongue, and Yarikh knew that he had met his mark. With both of them latched onto the other, there was no hint of either of them backing off--not until someone successfully followed through. The brute intended on taking such initiative.
As his opponent thrashed above him, he felt warmth trickling out and into his fur, a dull ache pulsing away in the back of his neck...but this only served to encourage him in the end. Yarikh quite literally bit through the pain, flexing his jaw muscles and rocking his skull in an attempt to strengthen his grasp. At the same time, he aimed to force his snout downward into her fur, as if trying to lower his head with her neck in the way. With this, combined with his slightly shorter height and thus his grip on a slightly lower section of her neck, he hoped to coax her to falter--even if only some.
She surprised him with a sudden thud into his right forelimb, which caused it to buckle. A startled growl as he fell slightly to the right, into the woman, but Yarikh hoped to make the best of it. With his leg being flung toward the left, he allowed the motion to continue in an attempt to hook his right paw around her left wrist. All the while, he allowed himself to lean into her, hoping that his slight loss of balance would aid in his attempt to shake her in return.
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2/2
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Accessory: n/a
Defensive Accessory: n/a
Companion 1: n/a
Companion 2: n/a
Mutation: n/a
Fight Skill Level: Beginner
Specialty: n/a